Chapter 509 509 Hearts III
May 1189 AD.
King Muli led his army to the north, was defeated in Duzhoushan and fled southward, and when he arrived at Wushan, he met a hermit and asked about the future.
Muli Dawu, led the crowd back, and sent a surrender form to the United Kingdom, pretending to be a surrender, but in fact secretly looking for a fairy fate.
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Wushan.
The streets are full of groups of people dragging cars out of the city.
The riots began to calm down.
The army entered Dadu, and everything was stabilized in just a few days. The Five Kings Rebellion came to an end.
Dongping King, supported by Daoism and other sects, ascended the throne and pardoned the world. Daoism was established as the state religion.
This series of shocking news came from the birds in the distance, and the changes were so fast that many people and forces did not have time to react, and everything was over.
Yue Dewen led all the participating sects to form the Grand Church Alliance. However, he did not make any judgment on Lingfei Sect, but only confirmed the absolute state religion status headed by Dao Sect.
After King Dongping ascended the throne, he established Yue Dewen as the state teacher and Daoism as the state religion.
The three great generals led troops outside, and there was no sign of returning to the court to worship.
The situation became so strangely stalemate.
On the contrary, Xuehong Pavilion and Xinlingting, with a tacit understanding, began to sweep the Red Scarf Army thugs all over the world.
Brigade The spirit army of the brigade suppressed the riots everywhere, and the masters of the imperial court secretly dispatched to assassinate the top leaders of the rebellion army.
In just one month, the major Red Turban riots were suppressed. There are still a lot of small groups of rebels who have hidden in the mountains and forests, but have not been able to completely wipe them out for the time being.
"Finally settled down completely." Zhang Rongfang walked slowly on the side of the street, looking at the farmers preparing various farm tools and rushing out of the city to go home, his heart gradually settled down.
"Before the turmoil, the towns and villages outside were empty, and most of the people gathered in the big city. There is not much food in the big city. Now it is uncertain, and I am afraid that there will be a famine."
Ran Xinyue, who was also walking beside her, said softly.
She looked at Zhang Rongfang's profile. "You can also enter the Dao Foundation in the extreme state and cultivate the way of immortality. This has given many people in the meeting new hope. Therefore, the leader of the meeting attaches great importance to you. If you have the opportunity, would you like to go and see it?"
"What's the point of seeing or not seeing? The fifth grade has decided not to introduce people into Daoji." Zhang Rongfang replied. Lu has come to this point, unknowingly, he has already possessed part of the power to protect himself and the people around him.
The only danger now is the God-Buddhist sect, but for the time being, it seems that because of Master Yue, the whole line has been evacuated.
Now that they've settled down, they're bound to react.
As his master, how will Master Yue choose. This is what Zhang Rongfang is waiting for at this time.
Now, as the biggest leader of the Great Spirit Sect, regarding the taboo of gods and Buddhas as his disciples, what is Yue Master thinking in his heart, and what is the final result when facing the gods and Buddhas.
Zhang Rongfang didn't know.
"Actually, you are waiting, and we are waiting too." Ran Xinyue said. "If Yue Dewen doesn't want you, you'd better come to our side when the time comes. At least you're safe and secure."
"We'll see when the time comes." Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"At that time, in the whole world, only we can protect you." Ran Xinyue said emphatically.
"What if my teacher comes in person?" Zhang Rongfang asked back.
"It's a bit difficult, but we can take you first." Ran Xinyue said confidently.
Zhang Rongfang didn't speak any more, but stopped suddenly, looking towards the street in the distance.
There is a little girl with a ponytail, holding a puppet in her hand, twisting and turning, playing with it in various ways.
The puppet's face, if someone observes carefully, can find that it is very similar to Zhang Rongfang.
As for puppets like this, Renxian Temple has made hundreds of them during these times, and they have all been sent to peddlers to sell them cheaply and cheaply all over the city.
This is Zhang Rongfang's strategy.
Ran Xinyue next to her was still talking, but Zhang Rongfang stopped listening.
"I plan to go back to take a nap. I will consider your matters, but not now." He suddenly interrupted the other party.
"That's fine, but time is running out. If you want to make preparations, you must do it as soon as possible. Otherwise, things will change later." Ran Xinyue saw that Zhang Rongfang didn't want to talk about it now, so she stopped.
"Then I'll go first, the residence is still in the same place, if you need anything, you can come to me."
"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang nodded. He felt that Ran Xinyue might be the most approachable master in the world.
He has never seen anyone humbler than her.
He comes and goes when he calls, is often injured, and has lost many times in the opening and closing ceremony, but he always recovers, his realm is quite stable, and there is no sign of degeneration at all.
In a sense, Ran Xinyue is also very strong.
Zhang Rongfang continued to walk for a while.
Wait until Ran leaves completely and disappears.
An old Taoist priest holding a fortune-telling flagpole on the side of the road just got up and brushed past him dragging a bamboo pole.
Just by doing this, a ball of paper fell into the hands of Zhang Rongfang.
He remained calm and continued walking for a while. At a corner, he picked up the ball of paper, unfolded it and took a quick glance.
Above is an address and a sentence.
Rubbing the ball of paper and throwing it away, Zhang Rongfang didn't hesitate, and hurried towards the address.
After a few minutes.
In a single room called Shabby Teahouse.
Zhang Rongfang pushed the door open and entered. He glanced at the people sitting cross-legged and waiting inside. He also closed the door silently, walked to the side of the futon and sat cross-legged.
The fragrance of boiling tea slowly wafts from the teapot on one side.
But neither of them had any intention of pouring tea at this time.
The man sitting cross-legged opposite Zhang Rongfang had an indifferent expression, a tall figure, dressed in a black Taoist robe, and had long hair **** high. It was Ming Yuan, a Taoist master whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Yue Dewen's right-hand man.
"The teacher is busy, I'll take his place." Ming Yuan's voice was as simple as ever.
"Uncle Mingyuan is still the same, nothing has changed." Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"Taboo things, are they true or not?" Ming Yuan asked in a deep voice.
"real."
Although he has already received the confirmed news, Ming Yuan's heart sank when he actually heard this from Zhang Rongfang, the person involved.
He knew the importance of Qiankun Daozi to the head teacher. For a long time, Yue Dewen would spare his strength to protect Zhang Ying even when he was in an extremely difficult situation.
But now, such a tricky thing has come up here.
Seeing his silence, Zhang Rongfang smiled.
"Master Yue asked you to come, he must have ordered something, right? Uncle Shi said it's okay."
Ming Yuan inhaled lightly, and for a moment seemed to recall Yue Dewen's chubby figure walking back and forth in Tiancheng Palace.
He didn't answer, just picked up the teapot and poured Zhang Rongfang a cup of tea.
The clear green tea water, like a thin thread, slowly flows into the white jade-like teacup. White and green complement each other, making them more pure.
"Taboo, can I give up?" Ming Yuan put down the teapot and asked.
"...This is a natural talent." Zhang Rongfang shook his head. He knew what Master Yue wanted to say, but it was impossible.
Ming Yuan fell silent again.
He seemed to understand why Zhang Rongfang was unwilling to worship God. With such a natural ability, there is really no need to worship God, nor is there any need to worship God. Not to mention worshiping God.
"I understand." After a long time, he nodded slightly. "I will reply truthfully."
"Master, please tell Master." Zhang Rongfang restrained his smile, "No matter what decision he makes, he will always be my master."
Ming Yuan didn't answer, just got up, bowed his hands, and left quickly.
With a clatter, the door slid open and closed again.
Leaving only Zhang Rongfang alone, looking at the tea in front of him, he didn't speak for a long time.
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Dadu Tiancheng Palace underground.
No one knows that there is another underground palace that is exactly the same as the ground one hundred meters underground directly below Tianbao Palace.
At the entrance of the palace gate here, there is a stone tablet standing upright, engraved with: Tianbao Palace, three large characters.
At this time, on the central square of the main hall of the underground palace, a large area of various symbols and patterns of different sizes are engraved on the stone bricks on the ground.
The densely packed various spiritual scripts and lock scripts used for sacrificial rituals are all drawn into large and small rings.
And these rings together form a larger giant ring.
This seems like a huge formation.
And around the formation, in the small circle, there are many strange sacrifices.
Jade jewelry, documents and paintings, everything you expect.
But the most of them is a silver translucent triangular cone.
This kind of vertebral body is only the size of a palm, and it can be seen from the outside that its center contains a small group of sticky off-white substance.
This cone seems to be a container specially used to preserve this off-white substance.
Each vertebral body, the gray-white substance inside, is only the size of a fingernail.
And the triangular cones here, at a glance, at least thousands of them. Densely packed, distributed throughout the square.
At the center of the formation in the square, there was one person sitting cross-legged.
This person has a round body and a plain complexion. He is wearing a purple gold belt Taoist robe and a purple gold lotus crown. There are various Tai Chi gossip patterns woven with silver threads all over his body.
If there is someone from the Daoism here, you will be able to recognize him at a glance. This person is the most popular head teacher of the Daoism—Yue Dewen.
Hiss.
Suddenly, at the edge of the square, a silver light flashed across the lines on the ground, and flowed towards Yue Dewen along the formations.
After going around many routes and formations, the silver light finally submerged under him.
Shua.
Yue Dewen opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
Raising his hand, there was a word woven by silver spiritual threads in his palm.
That is a spirit word.
"It's finally done!"
"It really is a big deal." On the periphery of the formation, Kexiwo and Taoist Qing Yi stood apart and looked towards this side.
It was Qing Yi who made the sound. He watched the repeated formations on the ground, and there was an uncontrollable shock in his eyes.
"Crossing the sea, Li Daitao is stiff, Master Yue is indeed the supreme general who was able to escape the battle back then, I admire him!"
Qing Yi seldom admires someone, but at this moment, he really has this thought in his heart.
"However, now your disciple is a taboo, how to deal with it. After all, there should be an explanation?" He said again.
"I'm here for this too." Koshivo said from the side. "Brother Yue took advantage of the position of the Dinglong to make a further step, and now I am afraid that no one can match it in the general situation. This is indeed a gratifying event.
But brother Yue must be aware of the consequences of being a little careless about this disciple. "
(end of this chapter)
